The Boy Next Door's Hands-On Curriculum
I just went with it, jumping onto him and holding on like a koala.
Kenneth carried me into the bedroom and kissed me before asking, "May I, Xavier?"
I nodded bashfully in agreement.
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In the end, both my eyes were glazed over.
Kenneth leaned in and kissed me gently. "Do you want to be my boyfriend, Xavier?"
I shot him a feeble glare, wondering how he only remembered to ask such a thing after having done the deed with him.
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Kenneth's POV
I was six years old when Mom introduced me to a boy named Xavier, who was a genuinely beautiful child. His eyes would shine with a captivating sparkle whenever he looked at me, which I found incredibly endearing.
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